Chapter 67 I Should Be Pampered by the Cafeteria Auntie

Between the third class of the afternoon and the twenty-minute mini self-study session, there is a five-minute bathroom break.

This is an unwritten rule, not explicitly stated on the High School’s schedule, but mutually agreed upon by teachers and students.

Within five minutes, you won’t be caught; beyond five minutes, it depends on the mood of the Academic Affairs Office teacher.

Jiang Nian usually exceeds five minutes and goes directly to the Cafeteria to eat. If he gets caught, Old Liu warns him; if he doesn’t, he goes all-in on the chicken leg rice. It’s a win-win either way.

Whether he goes upstairs or not, precisely at the five-minute mark, depends entirely on Jiang Nian’s mood.

What? Demoted a Class?

Demote my ass! Old Liu owes me! Now hurry up and say thank you, Brother Nian!

Yu Tongjie has already contributed his remaining usefulness, and Jiang Nian doesn’t want Yu Tongjie to be demoted now, because he can threaten Little Turtle to control Old Liu!

Old Liu, I’ll hold onto this secret of yours for my entire High School life!

Suddenly, more than ten people from Olympiad Class Three poured out of the classroom into the corridor, even chattering and laughing. Any Academic Affairs Office teacher, as long as he isn’t deaf, would come out to ask a question.

Li Qingrong walked at the very front, her face expressionless, talking to the Academic Affairs Office teacher. Jiang Nian followed at the end of the line, planning to go downstairs, circle around, and head to the Cafeteria.

Suddenly, he saw Yu Tongjie emerge from the group, walking up to Li Qingrong, seemingly offering to help explain?

Jiang Nian stroked his chin, thinking, where did this Class Three Danzo come from?

Li Qingrong is a leaf basking in the sun during the day, and you, Yu Tongjie, are the root in the darkness of Class Three, right? Please, just say that phrase, “I am the Class Monitor!”

But he was just watching for entertainment, too lazy to bother.

Eating was more important.

As soon as he went downstairs, Jiang Nian was about to slip away when he suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back.

Hmm?? Locked on?

He turned his head and saw Li Qingrong standing not far away, staring intently at him.

Jiang Nian reacted quickly, immediately squatting down to untie his shoelaces, muttering to himself.

“Oh, these shoelaces are so loose, it’s not good for running at all.”

Emergency evasion, consciousness at its peak.

He was waiting. Waiting for those people to leave first. If they didn’t leave, then he would also untie the shoelace on his right foot, and after untying the right foot, he would adjust the left foot again.

Don’t ask, if you ask, it’s ‘in contemplation’.

As he untied, he indeed heard the sparse, receding sounds of his classmates. Just as he was about to tie his shoelaces and prepare to make a dash in the opposite direction.

A pair of white sneakers appeared in his line of sight.

Jiang Nian looked up and saw Li Qingrong’s face.

“Haha, what a coincidence, Class Monitor, you haven’t left yet?”

Outside the sports field, passing students turned back to look at the man and woman, one standing and one squatting. Mainly, Li Qingrong’s aura was too outstanding, overly attracting attention.

“Let’s go,” she said.

Jiang Nian reluctantly followed her into the sports field, feeling only one thing in his heart.

Humid heat.

“Should I try to keep my pace a bit slower?” Li Qingrong asked.

“Haha, whatever works.”

Jiang Nian smiled very reluctantly, thinking, “Baby, would you dare to let me off the hook and let me go to the Cafeteria to eat?” When running, it would definitely be at his highest pace.

After complaining, he still had to keep up with Li Qingrong.

Running was as simple as breathing for Jiang Nian; after running a hundred meters, he caught up to Li Qingrong’s rhythm. He began to turn his head and observe her; what met his eyes was a beautiful face.

Her face was expressionless, but it wasn’t the kind of indifferent cold face. You could feel that she had emotions, but they were conveyed to her face in a relatively calm manner.

She was tall, around 1.67 meters, yet appeared well-proportioned.

Hmm? Why didn’t it jiggle when she ran? Oh, most likely a sports bra. Li Qingrong clearly looked like someone who exercised regularly, carrying a heavy burden.

On the other side, Yu Tongjie had already run a lap, drenched in sweat.

He hadn’t expected the weather to be so abnormal; after one lap, he already had a stale smell on him. However, thinking of tomorrow’s sports meeting, he immediately felt motivated again.

The purpose need not be elaborated, but when he turned his head, the scene he saw almost made his legs go weak and he nearly knelt on the track.

Across half a football field.

Yu Tongjie saw Li Qingrong and Jiang Nian running at a steady pace together. Their height difference wasn’t much, and their movements were almost identical, making them seem as if they were superimposed.

Little Turtle’s analogy was quite Heaven-Defying, superimposed on the sports field.

Do you think this is a third-rate university?

In short, he went from shock to anger, and then to acceptance, all in a mere three seconds.

Li Qingrong is the Class Monitor after all, so helping classmates is very normal. Her personality is just like that, very rigid; she probably never even considered the implications.

It was all his fault for walking too fast; everything was Jiang Nian’s fault for insisting on stopping to tie his shoelaces.

Otherwise, the person running beside Li Qingrong should have been him!

However, on second thought, it was still early.

Li Qingrong would at most take Jiang Nian for a few laps, and then, as Class Monitor, she should prioritize helping classmates who needed more help, right?

So what if Jiang Nian ran a few laps? Anyway, they had nothing to talk about.

Only those with matching social status have a common language, on the same chat channel. What could Jiang Nian talk to her about? Studies or sports? Heh heh, childish.

Li Qingrong’s future direction should be to get into East China University of Political Science and Law and enter the system to pursue a political career.

Yu Tongjie wasn’t being arrogant; he just felt that he had been subtly influenced since childhood. He always had more topics than Jiang Nian, at least he wouldn’t make Li Qingrong feel bored.

“Class Monitor, the hairband you’re wearing today is very pretty, did you specifically change it for running?” Jiang Nian, bored with running, started chatting with Li Qingrong.

“No, I just picked it randomly.” Li Qingrong’s breathing was very steady; talking while running wasn’t strenuous for her.

“Oh, I see.” Jiang Nian thought, if she found him annoying, she wouldn’t bother with him anymore, “Class Monitor, you’re so strong at running, you’re crushing it.”

Li Qingrong paused, “Thank you, thank you.”

Strong?

The highest praise for long-distance running.

Jiang Nian said it casually; he originally wanted to say ‘awesome,’ but changed it to a more civilized word at the last minute. At this moment, he was already thinking about what to eat later.

“Class Monitor, your skin is really good, is it from running?”

“Class Monitor, this outfit suits you quite well.”

“Class Monitor, don’t you want to go help someone else?”

Damn it, Jiang Nian was almost spitting blood. It was already the fourth lap, why wasn’t she letting him off? He shouldn’t be here right now; he should be in the Cafeteria, in the hands of the Cafeteria auntie.

On the other side, Yu Tongjie was also almost spitting blood.

Holy crap, it’s already the fourth lap, why isn’t she paying attention to me?

Yu Tongjie deliberately slowed his pace at first, squinting his eyes. He made himself look very tired on the track, idling and waiting for Li Qingrong to adjust his pace.

But it was already the fourth lap, huh?

No, she’s still adjusting for Jiang Nian?

He hadn’t stopped babbling for a second; he clearly didn’t look like someone who needed a running partner! Is there still justice?

Yu Tongjie stumbled, his breathing ragged, his steps heavy.

As if Heaven heard his prayer, on the fifth lap, he suddenly saw Li Qingrong approach. Before he could stop and say anything, she spoke first.

“At the sports meeting, you don’t have to force yourself to keep up with others’ pace. Your body is important; if you can’t endure in the middle, you can withdraw.”

Yu Tongjie’s legs instantly went weak.